Chapter Ten

ALPHA'S ARTHUR'S POV.

I retired to my room for the night, feeling the chill in the air as I stepped away from the warmth of the fire. The crackling sound of the logs burning slowly in the fireplace filled the room, and I could feel the shadows creeping in around me. I stood there for a moment, taking in the silence, and wondering if I should go see Elsa.

I couldn't get her out of my mind, no matter how hard I tried. She was unlike any other woman I had encountered, and I found myself drawn to her. I wanted to know everything about her, to understand her better. But then, I remembered her roar, the one that had scared me when we were about to mate.

I couldn't forget that moment, no matter how much I tried. It was the only thing that had ever scared me, even as a toddler. I shook my head, trying to push away the memory, but it lingered. I wondered what it was about her that made her do that, and if it was a warning of some sort.

I took a seat by the fireplace, warming myself by the fire, and thinking about Elsa. I couldn't seem to shake off the feeling that she was hiding something from me. I knew I shouldn't be thinking like this, but I couldn't help it. I needed to know more about her, to understand her better.

As I sat there lost in thought, I heard a sound from the hallway, and I looked up to see who it was. It was one of my servants, who informed me that everything was secure for the night. I nodded, dismissing him, and then I was alone again.

I glanced at the door leading to Elsa's room, wondering if I should go see her. But then, I remembered the roar, and I hesitated. What if she was dangerous? What if she was hiding something from me? I need to be careful.

Still feeling restless, I decided to take a walk around the grounds before coming back. Maybe some fresh air would clear my head, and I could decide between Elsa later. 

Once I was back, I headed to her room, fired up to face her straight up, and inquired about things about her, especially her strange behavior then.

I stood by the door of Elsa's room for a while, my mind racing with thoughts of her and the strange power she possessed. I couldn't shake the memory of her eyes transforming 

I had seen her eyes transform earlier, and it had sent a shiver down my spine. It was as if darkness had taken over her, and her eyes had turned a deep, blood-red color. The transformation had been so sudden and so intense that it had scared me, even though I was a powerful Lycan.

As I stood there, I couldn't help but remember the look in her eyes. They had been full of rage and something else, something that I couldn't quite put my finger on. It was as if she was fighting something within herself, something that was trying to take over her. The memory of that look sent a chill down my spine, and I hesitated before opening the door.

But when I finally did, I found her lying on the bed, unconscious. Her eyes had returned to their normal color, but I couldn't help feeling like there was more to her than met the eye. As I looked at her sleeping form, I couldn't help but wonder what was going on inside her.

Despite her lack of power compared to mine, she had shown a strength that I had not expected.

While I stood there swimming in my thoughts, I noticed the light flickering from the fireplace in the hallway. I walked over to it and watched the flames dance, feeling the warmth radiating from the hearth. The crackling sound of the logs was soothing and I closed my eyes, letting the heat wash over me.

But even the comforting warmth of the fire couldn't dispel the nagging fear that had taken hold of me. The memory of Elsa's roar echoed in my mind, and I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something different about her.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, I decided to leave her be. Despite her strange abilities, she had not shown any aggression toward me, and I didn't want to risk angering her further. With a heavy heart, I turned away from her door and trudged back to my room.

Once inside, I collapsed onto my bed, the exhaustion of the day finally catching up to me. But even as I closed my eyes, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the pit of my stomach.

My mind drifted back to Elsa and I couldn't help but wonder what secrets she held. As a Lycan king, I had always prided myself on knowing everything about those under my rule. But with Elsa, it was different. There was something about her that I couldn't quite put my finger on.

Despite my exhaustion, I found myself lost in thought, pondering the mystery that was Elsa. And as I drifted off to sleep, I knew that I would not rest until I had unraveled the secrets she held.

URSULA'S POV.

I seethed with anger as I lay in bed, my thoughts consumed by the actions of my husband. The nerve of him! How could he refuse my advances? How could he deny me the pleasure that I so desperately craved? I hated him for making me feel so powerless and insignificant.

The sound of the door opening drew my attention away from my seething thoughts. I turned to see my maids enter the room, each carrying a tray of refreshments. They greeted me with smiles and bowed heads, but I couldn't even bring myself to acknowledge them properly. The rage that consumed me was too great.

"What do you want?" I hissed, my eyes flashing with anger. "Can't you see that I'm busy?"

One of the maids, a timid girl named Lily, stepped forward hesitantly. "My lady, we have brought some refreshments for you. We thought you might be hungry."

I sneered at her. "I don't want anything from you. Leave me alone."

The maids looked at each other nervously, then quickly made their way to the door. As they left, I heard one of them whispering to the other, "What's wrong with her? She's never been like this before."

I lay there, staring at the ceiling, still fuming. He had no idea how to treat a woman, how to make her feel desired and cherished. It was no wonder that I had sought pleasure elsewhere before. But with him, I had hoped for something different, something more.

My mind kept replaying the events of the night, and I couldn't shake off the feeling of rejection. The way he had pushed me away and dismissed my desires made me feel like a worthless piece of garbage. And to think that I had even apologized to him for questioning him! It was all so frustrating.

I couldn't even bring myself to sleep, even though my eyelids felt heavy and my body yearned for rest. The anger and hurt were too intense, and the darkness of the night seemed to creep in on me, suffocating me in its embrace. I felt trapped and claustrophobic like the walls of the room were closing in on me.

But even in my rage, a part of me couldn't help but feel a little guilty for what I had done. I knew that I had crossed a line by trying to seduce him and that my actions could have consequences. But the resentment was stronger than the guilt, and I couldn't bring myself to regret what I had done.

He had no idea how to make me feel desired. And now, he was preoccupied with that new girl.

I knew I had to get her out of the way. Elsa was a threat to my position as Alpha Arthur's mate. If he got too attached to her, he might even forget about me altogether.

My mind raced with possibilities. I could try to find some dirt on her and use it to get her banished from the pack. Or maybe I could try to get her to do something that would make Alpha Arthur lose interest in her.

I paced back and forth, trying to come up with a plan. But the more I thought about it, the more frustrated I became. I didn't even know this girl. I had no idea what her weaknesses were or how to exploit them.

As I sat down on my bed, I realized that I needed more information about Elsa. I needed to know what made her so special to Alpha Arthur. I needed to know what he saw in her that he didn't see in me.

I lay there for what felt like hours, lost in my thoughts and emotions.